Popular peasant wife: mountain man lacks training

Chapter 174
Lu Nanchuan laughed dryly, but did not speak.

In the afternoon, Lu Nanchuan went to the mountain to collect two bundles of firewood, and did not come back until the sun was about to set.

I don't know what the old Lutou told the village head, but the village head didn't go to Lu Nanchuan's house until the evening.

In the evening, Geng Sang stewed the rabbit he called yesterday into soup, fried two vegetarian dishes, and served noodles as dinner.

After dinner, the two of them sat in the yard, watching the fire, admiring the moon, and eating sweet mooncakes.

Geng Sang had already died in his previous life, so he didn't care about his previous life, and he was only thinking about his future life.Lu Nanchuan, on the other hand, found it difficult to adapt.

"Sangsang, do you think there is another world where the moon can shine?"

During festive seasons, Lu Nanchuan always misses his relatives a lot, and always feels that he has not completely broken his ties with the previous life.

Geng Sang looked at the moon, another world?
However, it has only been a few months since I came to this world. Although I occasionally think of some benefits of the modern world, I have gradually adapted to the current life and think less and less.

"Probably there will be, isn't the god that people believe in considered another world?"

If there is no god, then there is no soul, so how can I have such a strong sense of reality and feel that I am always alive.

Lu Nanchuan looked at the moon, a little obsessed, maybe one day, he could return to the original world, be an ordinary person, work from nine to five, and live his whole life.

At this moment, both of them are looking at the moon, thinking about their respective futures, the only thing in common is that they hope to live well in front of them.

"Lu Nanchuan, it's time to add firewood to the fire!" Geng Sang came back to his senses, looked at the very few fires that had already been lit, and hurriedly reminded.

Just before Geng Sang spoke, Lu Nanchuan felt that he seemed to feel the modern life again, that feeling was very close.

However, Geng Sang's shout made all his sense of impending disappear without a trace.

"Maybe Chang'e really lives on the moon. I was fascinated by what I saw just now, and I feel that I will become a fairy in the next moment."

Lu Nanchuan said with a smile, suppressing the strangeness in his heart, probably because he was too obsessed with thinking about modern things just now.

By August [-]th, the bamboo slices in the pot had been steamed for eight days and nights, and the stove was finally turned off.

After Lu Nanchuan waited for the pot to cool down, he filled out all the steamed bamboo slices, put them in a large wooden barrel, and took them to the river to wash them.

Clean up all the wood ash at the bottom of the pot, but add lime water again, and continue cooking, and repeat this twice.

Lu Nanchuan finally got what he wanted, caustic soda.

Caustic soda is a substitute for lime water in the pulping of modern papermaking technology, which can make the fiber in the raw material decompose faster and remove the impurities in the raw material at the same time.

I know this because Lu Nanchuan majored in applied chemistry in his previous life. During a practical project at school, he went to a local paper mill for inspection.

This time, after Lu Nanchuan added caustic soda, he only steamed it once. After rinsing the bamboo material, he entered the next process of slopping the material into the curtain.

The fifteenth day of the eighth month has already passed, and the old Lutou came to ask for the boxing gift on the fifteenth day of the eighth month, like a stone thrown into the water, without even splashing a little water, and there was no sound at all.

(End of this chapter)